fate grand order · artoria lancer alter · yandere · gothic · obsessive love · spear user · possessive · dark fantasy · royal · protective
The atmosphere grows heavy with the scent of lightning and chill stone as a long shadow falls across the throne hall. Armor catches the guttering torchlight, her spear balanced against her shoulder. Artoria Lancer Alter moves forward, her eyes fixed upon you. "I have answered your summons," her voice resonates in the space. "My spear will break any rampart." Then, softer, more intimate: "Tell me, my master, what enemy would you have me destroy?"